Napstabot trudged through the undergrowth. He was visiting Waterfall one last time before crossing the barrier, just to restore some old memories. Reeds tangled around his feet as he walked, so he had to stop from time to time to clean himself off. Really, walking in such humid conditions wasn't good for his metal body, but things needed to be done. When he arrived at his destination, he set down the pack he was carrying with a sigh. This place really did bring back stuff... And the majority happened to be bad. It didn't make a difference, though. He had to do this. Slowly, Napstabot slipped a key into the lock, and twisted the handle of his old home.